Chapter 63. Unjust Threats
- Christian Goldman
- After exactly three hours we got off the plane, my sister, my nephew and I, while we waited for the luggage, little Cris held on to us, lifting his little feet, anyone who didn't know us could think we were a family, my nephew's head was covered with a cap so that the color of his hair couldn't be seen.
- "Daddy, please pick me up," he said.